Ten Minutes

Ten minutes is apparently the correct length of time one needs to be outside in order for creepers to approach. Today while out on my ten minute break at work, this was said to me by an older man with a long nasty ponytail. In passing, he said "Hi there. I might also add that your cute nose matches that little behind of yours". He kept walking. What kind of feeling do people like that think that they leave you with? Certainty? Confident? Personally, I was creeped out.